A/N: My story is starting to shape differently than I expected and readers of my old version will probably realize that, but whatever :) Reviews appreciated as always and thnx
The mixture of smoke and amber light blurred reality as I led Kanda through a throng of dancing people, grinding and slyly glancing at me, interested in the hooded figure.
"Hey Allen, it's been awhile, two weeks, right?"
"Allen-kun, come play with us real women, last time we had so much fun!"
"It's tonight, right babe? I got my cash ready."
"I got my hands on cheaper stuff than Tyki today, meet me at booth 21 later?"
"Seems like you're a regular here." Kanda commented darkly. He suddenly grabbed my arm and I glanced back and I could see that he was stuck in a rather uncomfortable situation for most normal people.
A rather new porn star was shoving his erect penis, which was struggling to contain itself in a black G-string, onto Kanda's clothed hole, grinding and moaning as he wrapped his arms around Kanda's waist. Kanda was looking furious and blushing red as he tightened his grip on my wrist and mouthed, "Moyashi!"
It was already announced that Kanda was under my protection, so what the hell was this loser doing? He needed to be taught a lesson. Looking down, he seemed bigger than normal, but it was nothing to flap around, not when I was here. I might as well get free advertising out of this anyways, I need the money. To put it in a nutshell, I prostitute myself. I'm a slut and I know it.
I pointed at my reserved booth (13) and the crowd parted to let Kanda go there and as the newbie tried to follow him, I grabbed his neck and smashed lips together. He tasted disgusting, like tequilas, semen, and beer. He smelled exactly like he tasted. Has he ever heard of toothpaste and deodorant? The crowd roared as I expertly fingered the G-string to make his dick bounce up and down, and he moaned loudly, causing many people around us to snicker. A ring formed the two of us and as he tried to sneak a hand into my shorts, I used one hand to grab both of his wrists behind his back and the other to finger his hole.
"I bet I can make you come like you never had before you little shit" I whispered in his ear as he tried to shove my fingers deeper into him. He had no shirt on so I could clearly see two dark nipples, perky and ready to be sucked on, so I complied. I only breathed on them and he moaned louder, his underwear gone and was fully nude on the dance floor. I wasn't turned on a bit.
"Who here bets I can teach this little slut a lesson?"
The crowd roared and someone managed to get some string to tie the new porn star to a bar stool. I pulled my single finger out of him and let go of his hands. He was tied in such a way that his back arched and I had full access to everything but his back. Trailing fingers across his non-existent abs, I felt him shiver and sweat. Fingers danced up and down, flicking his nipples and I even inserted my fingers into his mouth. Meanwhile, his cock was up and hard as a rock, precum leaking and veins bulging. After he was done sucking on my fingers, I used a single finger to trail down his dick. It twitched and he thrust his hips towards my hand. Without warning, I suddenly grabbed it and squeezed. He thrusted harder but I simply grabbed on and did nothing. By this point he was panting and I could even see tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes. Everyone was cheering for me and the little slut was trying to say something. I squeezed one more time and I heard it.
"P-p-please, anything."
I looked down on him with a disdainful expression. I was pretty pissed at him for getting at Kanda.
"Really."
"I'll e-even g-give you a d-discou-"
Everyone gasped. I let go of his member and he whined. I snorted in disgust and slapped his dick. Hard. He moaned loudly.
"Who the hell do you think you are to say you'll give me a discount? Do you know who I am? I think you deserve a big punishment."
I heard people chanting my name as I snapped my fingers at the bartender. He got out a huge dildo thicker than my arm and the crowd passed it to my hands. The little porn star had huge eyes and was staring at the size of the dildo in my hands.
"W-w-wait that's t-t-too b-bi-"
"If you can't handle even this small one, you don't deserve to say a single word to me."
I untied his legs and re-tied them up so that his hole was fully exposed. I positioned the dildo and touched his hole. He started sobbing and crying, pleading, "P-please, no!". Bad move.
I hate people who beg.
Without warning or preparation, I shoved the whole thing in (at least a foot and a half long) and set it to vibrate. The whole crowd became silent. He came and because of his position, his dick sprayed semen all over his chest and face. I'm pretty sure I saw blood but he was getting too loud so I asked for a gag. I tied his mouth and left him there for everyone to see.
"Does everyone need a reminder who I am?"
It was dead quiet and everybody stopped what they were doing. The music was gone and the atmosphere was cold. I have this kind of presence when I want it and I was pretty pissed off right now.
"Who am I?"
"13TH!"
"I said, who am I?"
"A NOAH!"
"WHO AM I?"
"ALLEN WALKER!"
The music started, people were cheering, and the newbie porn star was forgotten, his dick becoming instantly erect after he ejaculated his fill again. Disgusting. I wasn't turned on at all.
"Those who want to see a real show, come to my room here in a few hours and we'll have plenty of fun there!"
Everyone cheered and since business was finished here, I walked to the bar and asked for a martini, a lemon tequila, a Jack Daniel, and a glass of sparkling mineral water. The bartender threw it all together in a jiffy and I pointed at my table, where Kanda awaited.
The bartender and I walked at about the same pace, arriving just after he set down the drinks.
I slid into the booth and Kanda had the most incredulous expression on his face. He looked like he wasn't able to believe what he was seeing.
"Now was that a show or what?"
"...You're a fraud. A complete fake. What the fuck was that?! You walk in and you just...that man and the...thing... I mean, you're the so-called princeling of our school! Where the hell is the annoying weakling beanspro-"
"You're looking at him. So what if I'm a complete fake? What if I'm not the nice guy everybody thought I was? I just came to school because if I didn't, child services would be after me and I wouldn't be able to live here, not when I just settled down. I live the only way I know how, and what right do you have to judge me?"
I swiped the martini and downed it in one gulp. It tasted awful and I could barely feel any buzz.
"The water's for you. I'm going to go have some fun."
"I can't believe you, Moyashi..."
"What? That I have underage sex or that I'm an underage drinker?"
"I just can't believe you enjoy...s-sex..."
The stutter at the end confused me for a few seconds, then it hit me.
"You're a virgin."
"..."
"You are just adorable! Not only are you perfect, you're innocent to the boot! I suppose it's because of your personality-"
"What do you mean perfe-"
"I wish I could take you, that would be alright, I mean, you're certainly hot enough."
"I'm not a pedophile who has sex with underage kids."
"We're the same age, Bakanda, and besides, two negatives make a positive!"
Just as I was exclaiming that my arm suddenly went stiff, then it started shaking uncontrollably. Kanda's eyes immediately locked onto it and I forced my arm in my lap, as if I was resting it casually, and sipped at my tequila.
"What? Are you looking there for a reason~?" I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively.
"..."
He took his sparkling water and gulped it down, eyes closed, and he slammed it down when he finished. Meanwhile, I was about to start on the Jack Daniel. Rummaging through the pockets of my shorts, I could have sworn I had an extra packet of powdered heroin (for emergencies *wink*) and I located it in the back pocket. I ripped that sucker open and promptly dumped the whole thing in the Jack Daniel. Kanda slapped the packet out of my hand but it was too late, and a furious expression erupted on his face.
"Stop fucking drinking and putting whatever the fuck that shit is in your drinks. That stuff'll kill you!"
I took a swig of it but it tasted too tart; my lips puckered at the bitter flavor it took on. I set down the bottle (a quarter empty) and looked at Kanda straight in the eye. I smirked.
"I won't live to be eighteen."
"WHA-"
"There's numerous reasons I could list but it would take at least take an hour to say them all. I drink. I smoke. I take drugs. I even have unprotected sex. Did you honestly think I was going to last long, even with the things you only saw today?"
"...It doesn't mean you'll d-"
"Kanda."
He stopped mid-sentence when I said his proper name.
"There's more to this than my lifestyle and I don't have to tell you everything. Let's just say there's a big-ass problem in my already screwed up life and there isn't a way to fix it."
"Is it your arm?! Moyashi, there's medicine, thera-"
"Shut up before I rape you."
He frowned but stopped when I gave him a dark look. Looking away, I tried to focus on something else, like the peeling wallpaper, or Kanda's overwhelming fragrance that was stronger than the smell of a bar. I grabbed my drink but as I was drinking, Kanda stupidly slapped it away from me and it crashed to the floor. People around us were staring, but I gave them a look and most went back to dancing or doing whatever slutty thing they were in the middle of. I stared at the glass fragments that glittered on the floor. What a waste.
"What the bloody hell was that for? It was spiked with my good stash!"
"What the hell did you put in that drink? Why don't you fucking tell me first?!"
Luckily, I was already half-finished with it and I could already feel my head get lighter, the hazy lights getting stronger, and Kanda getting cuter. His facial features were sharpened to an extreme degree and I could practically feel his intense eyes burning a hole through my dirty soul.
" I put something that makes me want to fuck you. Come over here, let's have some fun."